: Kai Chisaki/Overhaul

: My Hero Academia

: 28+

: Bondage/Lingerie

~Y/n pov~

Was this a good choice to pick? Should I have done this? What if Kai doesn't approve of this outfit. . . It's revealing but it shows my curves off so delicately. Like it was made specially for me. It was a purple and black themed piece of lingerie; I knew Kai- or Overhaul wasn't a fan of filth, or even touching.

Our relationship, if I could even call it a relationship was based around his ideal sexual pleasures. Although it was ever rare he'd actually sleep with me, it was usually me who had to initiate our love- our stress reliving sessions. . . Yeah, stress reliving.

But the one thing everyone knew about Overhaul, was that he was a total clean freak. He was very and seriously strict when it came to the bedroom:

1. I wasn't allowed to undress or touch him.

2. I was only allowed to undress myself.

3. No dirty clothes left on the floor, fold them neatly and place them on your side of the bed.

4. I needed to have a shower before we proceeded any further.

5. Both of us needed to be clean.

6. Always Doggystyle so I avoid touching his arms or chest.

7. Cover the upper half of my body.

8. No oral sex, kissing, marking, biting, sucking or clawing, due to possible infections.

9. No pet names or conversation about anything, nor can I make eye contact with him.

10. The most important rule: no attachments and no discussion about our private exchanges.

I let my hands fall to my sides as I watched my reflection in the mirror. . . What's the point in trying to impress him? He won't even care, it was all a waste of time. This was just a business deal, nothing more. I was the only one who could stand his cleaning obsession.

I sighed and slipped off the right strap. He wouldn't even care, he's probably just doing this out of pity. . . I was nothing but his own private stress reliever. That was it.

I continued removing the lingerie before finding my real clothes and putting them on, folding the piece of lingerie and putting it back into a box. I wiped the box clean and turned to open the drawer to put it away until Kai spoke.

"What is that?" He questioned.

I shut the drawer and looked at him, praying that he didn't see me just now.

". . . Um. . . J-Just some different gloves for work. I-I was just going to head into the bath right now, um, the condoms and the lube are already set out. I'll fold my clothes when I get out. . ." I said before entering the bathroom.

My shower was quick and done, thorough and refreshing. But when I walked out of the bathroom with just a towel on, Overhaul sat on the bed with the box in his lap as he held the lingerie piece with his gloved fingers.

"Why do you-"

"You lied to me. Why is this here?" He questioned.

". . . It's nothing, just waste of money." I mumbled, "Anyway, I'm ready. Um, I'll get into position."

I walked to the bed and took off my towel-I folded it and placed it on the nightstand before getting onto the bed. I grabbed the blanket and covered my back with it as I rested my chest on a pillow.

"I'm ready." I said.

But nothing happened, I glanced behind me and still watched him sit there as he looked at the lingerie.

"Chisaki-?"

"Put this on." He cut in.

". . . I'm sorry, what?" I asked.

"Put this on. I want to see for myself if it is a waste of money." He replied as he held it out for me.

I got up and with hesitation reached out and grabbed it, making sure I didn't touch his fingers or hands anywhere. I slipped the lingerie piece back on, waiting rather anxiously for him to see me.

He stood and faced me with the same cold expression, he wore a black mask instead of his larger bird like beak mask. He walked towards me more closer than he'd usually liked to be, even I was uncomfortable with being this close to him-our faces merely inches away from physical contact.

His gloved finger traced the outer line of my collarbone as his eyes gawked at my body. He lifted my face with his knuckle and stared into my eyes.

". . . Are we going to-"

"Quiet." He said: I stayed silent as he slowly stalked around me, examining me like a piece of jewelry behind a glass box.

I flinched when I felt his hand cup my left breast from behind. I said no words as he gently squeezed my chest with both of his hands now.

"You hid this from me?" He asked.

". . . I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel-"

"It's beautiful on you." Kai added.

"W-What?" I let out a shallow gasp when he cupped the corners of my jaw with his hand and turned me slightly to the side to whisper in my ear.

"I said. . . It looks beautiful on you. Don't make me repeat my words again, Y/n."

I broke- no, wait, he just broke multiple rules right now. Making eye contact and speaking, even complimenting counted as one.

"W-We're not allowed to talk during this, remember?" I whispered before turning my head out of his hand and keeping my head down.

"You remember the rules, good. But. . . You're disobeying me. Come." He said as he let me go and walked to the side of his bed, he sat on the edge and waited for me.

I stood in front of him and held my hands together.

"Kneel."

"K-Kneel?"

"You heard me." He repeated.

I knelt and waited.

"Do you know what this is?" He asked as he held up a roll of silk.

"Erm. . . Rope?"

"Correct, raise your hands." I did what he said and watched him bound my wrists together-I gulped nervously as he lifted my arms up and held it there.

"I saw you with another man this morning, who was he?" He questioned with an arched brow.

"Another man?"

"You heard me." He said, he pulled me closer to him and held my jaw-forcing me to look up at his piercing glare.

"You were with another man, weren't you?~" he growled, he turned my head before leaning closer to my ear and whispering: "You're mine. Mine only. All to myself. And I'll prove it."

He grabbed me and laid me on the bed quickly, he didn't care about personal space anymore?! He forced my legs apart as he slid off his gloves- He's taking off his gloves?!!

Oh shit. Why was he doing all of this?!

"I-I'm not in the right position-"

"Yes, you are. Don't move now." He hissed as he undid his belt and freed his cock out of his jeans, "Now be a good girl."

He reached towards the desk and grabbed a condom and tore it open before I stopped him.

"What?"

"Y-You don't. . . You don't have to use that. . . If you don't want to." I saw his eyebrows slightly rise before he tossed it away.

"Whatever. . ." He muttered.

He set himself between me and grinded his manhood against my wet slit and groaned as he pulled my lingerie down enough for my breasts to show. He kissed my skin as his left hand kneaded my flush breast; his right hand snuck down and adjusted his tip to press into me.

"A-Nhh!~ Chisaki~" I whispered out, he stretched my inner walls to accommodate his throbbing rod inside of me.

"You're skin. . . So soft~ so clean~ just for me~" he grunted out with each small yet firm thrusts he made. He tore off his black mask and held my neck, I looked into his eyes and gasped when he kissed me.

His tongue snuck into my mouth when I gasped, I arched my back as my breasts pressed against his chest. My tongue was hesitant to dance along with his, I felt his cock beginning to grow stronger and more heavy.

"Ngh! O-Oh!~ F-uck!~ Chisaki- Aghah~ harder!~" I moaned with his thrusts.

My tied hands were aching for release to touch him, but even I knew that even this freeplay had boundaries to not be crossed. His hot breath was echoing right beside my ear, he was starting to sweat as our skin continued to make sinfully dirty slapping sounds all around the room.

"A-Ah! Fuck!~ Yes~ Aah!~ Mm~" I whimpered, Chisaki's hand trailed down to my clit and circled it around. Shit. This was rough, careless. . . . Something Overhaul never loved, his teeth sunk into my shoulder- I let out a pleasurable scream that sounded close to a moan when I cummed around his cock.

My euphoric heaven glazed my body with sensitivity and clenched tighter around Chisaki. He grunted and groaned when he slammed into me and cummed inside of me.

Shaky breaths and pounding hearts, he slowly pulled out and laid back beside me. Both of us sweating and out of breath.

". . . What was that, Chisaki?" I muttered.

". . . . . I don't. . . know. . ."

I turned my head and looked at him.

"Can I try something. . . On you?" I mumbled.

"And what's that?" He choked up when he felt my hand stroke a line up his cock.

"I want to taste you if that's okay." I grinned.

Day 9 ✔️